4.1.2018 (first published this week 2004)
Just a little advice
here: Resist the urge to eat at them Jack's and McD's and Burger Kings
and KFC and the like. I've been successful at such for a long, long
goddamn time. That is until today. I'm a bit stressed because I fear
I've lost something important and I got to miss a delicious BFL and it
was already too late for the burrito truck so I headed over to Jack's
and got me an ulty cheeseburgey. And fries. With extra salt. And a Coke.
With extra ice.
It took me longer to get thru the burgery treat
than I thought. I figure I had to eat up them fries quick lest they go
cold on me. I think Jack's batters their fries or something. There's
lots of nooks and crannies to latch onto the extra salt. Anyway, as I
was saying, the burg was a labor. And shit it's gloppy with cheese.
Goddang flat-out great junk shit food. Prollem is, now - a mere hour 'so
later - I feel like I'm a barf barge on the Stink River and I just took
a few Nazi shit torpedoes in the bilge. And the cockswain and his mate
have fallen o'erboard. Yeh. That bad.
Ulty cheeseburger out-grosses gross. Pray you, avoid it.
Tonight - House of Shields
(make up from 2 weeks ago - hoping there's not another private party)
bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!
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